Two days after Monday's sledding disaster, we made attempt #2 at butt-bruising fun. Minus Allen. He had to go back to work. Sucker.
These smiles: authentic. Ryder had a blast. Linley finally conquered her fears, and by the end of the day, was sledding all by her lonesome.
That is what a day of sledding is suppose to look like. Thanks Hill's for letting us tag along, and playing photographer and pseudo father!! You guys rock my socks.
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